Longfellow wrote, “It is too late!” Ah, nothing is too late— Cato learned Greek at eighty; Sophocles Wrote his grand Oedipus, and Simonides Bore off the prize of verse from his peers When each had numbered more than fourscore years; And Theophrastus, at fourscore and ten, Had begun his Characters of Men. Chaucer, at Woodstock, with his nightingales, At sixty wrote the Canterbury Tales.
